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"In the very humanity of a gesture, what I look for are the emotions we all share, the intimacy of friendship, or the pain of loss, an offering to the hungry, or hands clasped in prayer. But these fleeting seconds come and go, they are mercurial, inspiring, to be written over and forgotten or preserved forever behind glass, a captured flash of brilliance. To have stopped, when it was much easier to walk away, to have tried to make a difference, to have regarded the ways of others, and found lessons for my own life, these things alone keep open that elusive window, through which I hope a moment of truth may still be seen."
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